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He trudged along unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought.

John Dryden

So the false spider, when her nets are spread, deep ambushed in her silent den does lie.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fake Lying Silence
They live too long who happiness outlive.
JOHN DRYDEN

Happiness Live
Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.
JOHN DRYDEN

Human Kind Poetry Satire Vice
Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.
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Grace Known Order Place
Courage from hearts and not from numbers grows.
JOHN DRYDEN

Courage Growth Heart
At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hate Home Name Peace Soul
Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.
JOHN DRYDEN

Bold Fear Greatness Mask
Beware the fury of a patient man.
JOHN DRYDEN

Fury Man Patience
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
JOHN DRYDEN

Numerous Talk Thinking
Time and death shall depart and say in flying Love has found out a way to live, by dying.
JOHN DRYDEN

Death Finding Love Time Way
A narrow mind begets obstinacy; we do not easily believe what we cannot see.
JOHN DRYDEN

Believe Easy Invisible Mindset Unknown
All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.
JOHN DRYDEN

Glitter Gold
If thou dost still retain the same ill habits, the same follies, too, still thou art bound to vice, and still a slave.
JOHN DRYDEN

Bound Habit Slave Vice
Politicians neither love nor hate.
JOHN DRYDEN

Hate Love Politics
Freedom which in no other land will thrive, Freedom an English subject’s sole prerogative.
JOHN DRYDEN

Freedom Subject Thrive
But love’s a malady without a cure.
JOHN DRYDEN

Cure Love

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